Haste & Hesitation

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In hesitation, I merely choose.
I falter and fall apart.
I let my thoughts rule.
My mind, overtaken.
My body to be absent,
My soul to be strained.
All is bad in hesitation.
Doubt and dread flourish.

Yet,

In haste, I embelish the good with bad.
I forget that I exist.
I snare at brief moments of life.
O in haste, I conquest.
I take over it all.
If no time is there to think, overthink, and fret,
I triumph it all.
I beat my overthoughts.
I reign over my doubts and frets.

If I were to choose between haste and hesitation,
I would rather hesitate not to be in haste.
Or shall I just decide with no thought?
Would that relieve me of the doubt?